I remember going to an "English pub" when over in the states...it couldn't have been further from the fact. I assume like most things outside of their place of origin they are just fake generic versions....like there is a shitty pizza place near me called NYC pizza. I seriously doubt they are giving new York pizzerias a run for their money. hah. that being said I had a great night in the fake English pub. I held court at the bar schooling everyone as to what was wrong with the place (in relation to it being an English pub) aside from all that bullshit though the true makings of both a british boozer can be hard to define...you know one of youre in one. I guess it's a bit like what you yankies say about dive bars vs fake dives that have been made to look like dives for a hipster cliental. it shouldn't have stools all the way along the bar though...one or two at most..we stand to drink or prop the bar up.

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I remember going to an "English pub" when over in the states...it couldn't have been further from the fact. I assume like most things outside of their place of origin they are just fake generic versions....like there is a shitty pizza place near me called NYC pizza. I seriously doubt they are giving new York pizzerias a run for their money. hah. that being said I had a great night in the fake English pub. I held court at the bar schooling everyone as to what was wrong with the place (in relation to it being an English pub) aside from all that bullshit though the true makings of both a british boozer can be hard to define...you know one of youre in one. I guess it's a bit like what you yankies say about dive bars vs fake dives that have been made to look like dives for a hipster cliental. it shouldn't have stools all the way along the bar though...one or two at most..we stand to drink or prop the bar up.

Fake English pub. HA! That's great!

In one establishment I frequented...there were bar stools but they were either missing the seat like the cushion part or missing the stool altogether with nothing more than a hole in the floor. The ones that were still standing were ripped and cracked leather.

Something's got to be done. We can't go on like this.
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze!- Withnail

Irish pubs seem quasi-legitimate here as almost everyone white person in Aus seems to have some sort of ancestral tie to the green land, myself included. Pubs seem to be defined by headache inducing carpet and an insidious damp. Needs more smoke though for true authenticity (wait, can you still smoke inside in Ireland?)